The rooms in the mansion were dimly lit.

The rest of the candles had been extinguished, except for the one in front of the bed, which was still shaking.

The candle flame reflected a face, and the yellowish light of the fire reflected in the eyes of the people on the side, beating in the eyes.

It was pitch black all around, and only the light of the fire and the faces of people could be seen.

The person sitting in front of the bed was that Cao Cao.

He didn't want to sleep that night, just as he did that night when he received it.

Jun Qingping's traitor, the hero of troubled times.

He had almost forgotten this sentence, but now that he brought it up again, he realized that he had never forgotten it.

Traitors, heroes.

In the firelight, Cao Cao's eyes closed lightly, and when he was young, he was criticized for being a eunuch.

At that time, he wanted to be a Taishou, govern a county well, and establish virtue, so that the world could see what kind of person he Cao Cao was.

Later, he was appointed as a lieutenant, and was transferred to the military academy captain, at that time, what he wanted was to make meritorious contributions to the Han family, and to make meritorious contributions to the thieves, so that he could establish a career after being sealed.

Fortunately, after his death, he was able to engrave the words "Tomb of Cao Hou, the general of the Han Dynasty's expedition to the west".

But now that the Han family is in decline and the world is in turmoil, this ambition has nowhere to go.

"Rape, male." Cao Cao read these two words again, and finally his eyes were fixed on the firelight.

Reach out and use two fingers to pinch out the wick.

The room went completely dark, and feeling the burning pain on his fingertips, Cao Cao lay down.

Whether it is a traitor or a male is what he Cao Cao did, not what the world said.

He only does what he has to do, and he lives up to the seven feet.

Why should the others tell the world to go?

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Two days later, Cao Cao instructed the soldiers guarding the door to immediately let the two of them come in with a little girl if they saw a white-robed gentleman coming to the door with a little girl, and then inform themselves.

The air in front of the hall is stuffy, the weather is getting hotter and hotter these days, Cao Cao will sit in the hall and drink herbal tea, while waiting for news.

Now the princes have contacted and communicated, sat and arranged, and the army was ready to move.

However, at this time, he was no longer as enthusiastic as before, and the words of the previous gentleman made him have to reconsider the possibility of the coalition crusade.

At this time, he really felt that the five thousand people in his hands were indeed too few, and there was no weight at all among these princes.

"Boom."

A muffled sound woke Cao Cao up, and he put down the tea bowl in his hand in confusion.

It didn't take long for a dense sound to be heard outside the hall.

Cao Cao suddenly remembered something, counted the time, and sat down in the hall in a daze.

Listen blankly to the voice in your ear.

Isn't it really raining outside?

"Stride, stomp."

There was a rush of footsteps, and then a man in armor walked up to the hall, his armor wet from the rain, but he didn't notice it.

Although he walked fast, his face was dull, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"Hey, Yuan Rang, what are you doing so fast all of a sudden?"

Another man came after him from behind, a muscular man, who was walking up the hall with his armor making a dull noise.

The man called Yuan Rang was Xiahou Dun that day, and the other person was another general under Cao Cao, Cao Hong and Cao Zilian.

I saw Xiahoudun standing in the hall and saw Cao Cao, so he reacted a little and bowed to Cao Cao.

"General."

Cao Hong, who was chasing after him, also saw Cao Cao, stopped and bowed: "General." ”

"Yuan Rang, Zilian. They are all their own brothers, just call me Mengde in private. ”

Cao Cao said calmly, and after speaking, his eyes became cautious, and he looked at Xiahoudun who was standing in the hall.

"Yuan Rang, it's ······ outside"

Xiahoudun was silent for a moment, turned his head to look outside, nodded his head and said, "Yes, Mengde, it's raining outside." ”

Cao Cao stood up directly from between the tables, frowning, with a puzzled look on his face.

After thinking about it for a while, he finally smiled and asked, "Really?" ”

"Don't dare to talk nonsense." Xiahoudun lowered his head, and at this time he felt like he had hit a ghost.

There are really people who can know the clouds and rains and speculate on the clouds and rain.

"Check it out."

Cao Cao walked out of the hall with excitement in his eyes.

Xiahoudun hurriedly followed.

Leaving Cao Hong Cao Zilian standing there with some doubts, he didn't understand, it was just raining, and it wasn't that he hadn't seen it, what was there to see.

In the courtyard outside the hall, the heavy rain poured down from the clouds in mid-air.

The sky was still clear in the morning, and the rain seemed to come out of nowhere.

From time to time, a few muffled thunders were heard in mid-air, and only thunder was heard, but no splitting was heard.

Cao Cao stood under the eaves, looking out through the rain that had slipped down from the eaves.

The water in the yard gathered, and the raindrops splashed on the ground, but it was a heavy downpour.

"It's really raining······" Cao Cao looked at the rain intently and muttered to himself.

Cao Cao's eyes lit up, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Xiahoudun looked at the heavy rain from the side, his face was strange, this matter was beyond his comprehension.

Farmers also have some soil methods for farming, but they have never heard anyone who can predict clouds and rain every other day, and they can be accurate to the day.

But then he thought of something and said with relief.

"The day before yesterday, the man said that the rain would stop soon, and I saw that the rain was as heavy as a bean, and I didn't know when it would rain, so the man should have said it wrong."

Cao Cao glanced back at Xiahoudun, then looked at the rain, thought for a while and said.

"We'll see."

Cao Hong, who was in the back, listened to the conversation between the two, his face was full of surprise, what was really raining, who was a strange person, what was wrong, why wait and see.

Anyway, he couldn't understand a word, and asked with a wry smile.

"Meng Deyuanrang, what are you talking about, why can't I understand a word?"

Cao Cao smiled and said, "Yuan Rang, you said to listen to Zilian." ”

Xiahou replied, and immediately told Cao Hong everything about the day before yesterday.

Cao Hong only felt unbelieving after hearing this, and said with his mouth open.

"If that's the case, isn't it the trick of the gods?"

"Hmph." Xiahoudun said in a muffled voice: "That person is still wrong, this rain will not stop for a day." ”

But as soon as his words fell, the sound of the rain suddenly became quieter.

Then it gets lighter and lighter.

After another cup of tea, the rain stopped completely, and the clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, revealing the light of the sky.

The heavy rain stopped when it stopped, and it didn't take more than half an hour from the beginning to the time it stopped.

Xiahoudun's gaze looked at the sky with a complicated look, and Cao Hong pursed his mouth.

Cao Cao saw that the light broke out of the day, and grinned: "The rain has stopped." ”

"That gentleman, what a strange man."

After saying that, he no longer looked at the sky, and his eyes looked at the door, but there was no one in sight.

Some eagerly asked Cao Hong.

"Zilian, your subordinate is in the lower door, in the past two days, a gentleman in white has come with a little girl."

Cao Hong was stunned for a moment, thought about it, shook his head and said.

"I haven't seen it, there are very few people coming in and out these days, so I shouldn't be mistaken."

The smile on Cao Cao's face dissipated and turned into a worried look.

He paced back and forth in front of the hall with his hands behind his back for a few rounds.

"How can it be, isn't there something wrong with it, causing Mr. to be dissatisfied?"